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Liam Finn Champagne In Seashells

You make me wonder if I?m sane Gazing at the suitcase in which you hold your life And maybe one day I?ll come home And find you here alone Oh you hope

(3, 4!) Imagine what is possible You think you separate time Latitude and longitude I can see no use Aeroplane, oh no It's such a long way to go I